Gloria
Faded glory on her suspenders, her name was Gloria
Gloria, Gloria
Don't gotta worry or start pretending, feels like euphoria
Euphoria
Shoot off the hip
Keep a toothpick in my lips
Cowboy boots on some snakeskin
And I glow, I don't dim
They can't go where I've been
'Round the world with this shit
Can't get the fuck out my head
Feel like I'm already dead
Still I'm well fed and I don't have no answers
I heard they're within (Yeah, I heard they're within)
Shoot off the hip, uh
Can't keep on waiting, thinking something gonna help you
Everyone's jaded, they be bluffin', tryna sell you
Gloria, take me, show me something to inspire
But Gloria's faded, Gloria's faded
Can't make no plans, I'm too tied
If I got down time, I'm tired
She just wanna kick like Muay Thai
Title fights, feel like Jas Prince
Half a mil' sittin' with Vince
I'll save that for my kids
I look out from my tints
This mad world that we in, yeah
Selfish, say I'm selfish
I don't owe you shit, I am rebellious
I'll die like Elvis, survive crashes
Free up my felons, see you on Ellen
This some Young Fel shit
Seen this shit coming from miles
Ugly success has arrived
Like why'd you stop going outside?
Why'd you feed into they lies?
Why'd you stop trusting in God?
Can't keep on waiting, thinking something gonna help you
Everyone's jaded, they be bluffin', tryna sell you
Gloria, take me, show me something to inspire (Oh)
But Gloria's faded, Gloria's faded
Gloria's faded
Gloria, Gloria
Don't gotta worry or start pretending, feels like euphoria
Euphoria
Shoot off the hip
Keep a toothpick in my lips
Cowboy boots on some snakeskin
And I glow, I don't dim
They can't go where I've been
'Round the world with this shit
Can't get the fuck out my head
Feel like I'm already dead
Still I'm well fed and I don't have no answers
I heard they're within (Yeah, I heard they're within)
Shoot off the hip, uh
Can't keep on waiting, thinking something gonna help you
Everyone's jaded, they be bluffin', tryna sell you
Gloria, take me, show me something to inspire
But Gloria's faded, Gloria's faded
Can't make no plans, I'm too tied
If I got down time, I'm tired
She just wanna kick like Muay Thai
Title fights, feel like Jas Prince
Half a mil' sittin' with Vince
I'll save that for my kids
I look out from my tints
This mad world that we in, yeah
Selfish, say I'm selfish
I don't owe you shit, I am rebellious
I'll die like Elvis, survive crashes
Free up my felons, see you on Ellen
This some Young Fel shit
Seen this shit coming from miles
Ugly success has arrived
Like why'd you stop going outside?
Why'd you feed into they lies?
Why'd you stop trusting in God?
Can't keep on waiting, thinking something gonna help you
Everyone's jaded, they be bluffin', tryna sell you
Gloria, take me, show me something to inspire (Oh)
But Gloria's faded, Gloria's faded
Gloria's faded
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Writer(s): Solomon Fagenson, Christian Felner, Louis Bartolini
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